On Monday I'll be 40 weeks pregnant. In other words, Monday is my due date. Given that I never actually made it to my due date with Adam this is kind of significant. At this point last time there was a babe in arms by now. I feel like I'm standing on a cliff of change waiting for my body to push me over the edge. And as exciting, and wanted, and anticipated as that change is, it's still kind of terrifying. Because nothing can ever be the same again. We will never be a family of three souls again. A new little one will be here. A new little one's scent to drunkenly breathe in, a new cry to learn, a new person to know. A new life to love. And I'm SO excited. Really I am. But there's also this inevitable anxiety of whoa.
I wish my/its body would just get on with it. But patience is a virtue, and I'd like to let the little one choose it's birthday. So here I sit, at 4:30 in the morning. Typing a blog post in my bathroom since I don't want the tapping sound of the keyboard to wake my husband up. The poor man has more than earned his sleep.
Oh but what a glorious baby moon we've all had. As hesitant as I was to quit work it was SO the right decision. Adam and I have had such fun on adventures with friends to the lake, and the splash park, and the library, and I've relished the time I've been able to unabashedly give to him. He is the best. Yesterday we went on our usual 3km walk (some say it helps promote labour. I'm averaging 9km a week and I'm about to call BS). I used to run it last year in 15 min, now I walk it in about 40 min, and when Adam decides we HAVE to pick saskatoon berries (and make multiple stops to eat them) it takes...well I stopped looking at my watch. And it was so worth it.
We just enjoyed the nicest visit with Grandma, auntie and cousins. One of which is super close in age to Adam. These boys had way too much fun being bad influences on each other. And it was awesome.
If you look closely, you can see Adam peeing on my garden. Just like his cousin had done a few minutes before. As you can see, cousin thinks this is pure brilliance.
The rest is proof of our killer summer
As anxious as I am for this baby to be out, and to get to know it, these last few days have been so precious and such a gift.
Somebody can't wait to be a big brother. And he's going to be the best!
